All language subtitles for Battlestar Galactica 2003 S04E04 Escape Velocity-EN

Previously on
Battlestar Galactica.

You'll be safe here, Gaius.

Please, God,
don't let this child die.

God answered your prayers.

You have to see. What?

Look at him.

And no trace of a fever.

It's a miracle.

Tory, Tory, Tory.

Fancy finding you
in the cafeteria.

You have an abundance
of feeling.

I suppose I could be a Cylon.

Cylons can feel.

You believe that?

Yeah, I do, actually.

I want to explain.

She sought us out.

You know what has
to be done here.

Now, it would be better
for her sake if it was you.

Let's say Cally does find out.

What do we do then?

Last thing we need is for your
Cylon-hating wife to find out

there's a bunch of skin jobs
running around this ship,

and that her husband
is one of them.

Cally.

Stay the frak away from me!

I heard you. You're Cylons! A
bunch of frakking skin jobs.

I couldn't keep you
safe from harm, my love,

but I kept you in my heart.

You were the breath in my
lungs, the blood in my veins,

the light in my eye,

and now that breath is gone.

That blood and the
light are gone.

I am left, a voice.

And the lords of Kobol,

as many and as varied
as mortal men,

must bend down and lean
low to hear that voice

and hear my lament.

With all our thoughts and love,
Calandra Henderson Tyrol,

we send your spirit
into the universe.

So say we all.

- So say we all.
- So say we all.

I like this service.

It's not for me,
I'll tell you that.

I know, but I
want you to know what I like.

It was lovely.

Thank you.

Why do they have
to do these things at dawn?

It's all right. They do
because they have to.

I'm sorry. Let me know
if you need anything.

Thank you.

Sorry about your loss.

Sorry, Chief.

What the frak was that?

Get us all killed.

Chief?

I'm so sorry.

What's it up to today?

Same as. Sleeping, pacing.

Don't know how
it doesn't go nuts.

Probably turns its brain off.

Frakking toaster.

Yeah.

Colonel?

Your request to see the child,
Hera Agathon, has been denied.

And you felt the need to come all the way
down here in person to tell me that again?

You think I
want to come down here?

We're done.

I think we're not.

You come every day,

but you never ask
questions anymore.

Is there something
that you want from me?

Is there something
that you need?

Stay back.

See you tomorrow, Colonel.

Door!

What was that at the
service this morning?

Why don't you get on the
wireless and tell the fleet about us?

Are you going
to deal with that kid?

Probably needs to be changed.

All right.

You think Cally killed herself
because of you, don't you?

She thought we were
having an affair.

But we weren't.

I don't even know
what I am anymore.

I don't know which
of my memories are real.

I don't know that I've had one action
in my life that isn't programed.

Galen, you're perfect.

You don't need guilt.

We were made to be perfect.

What is that?
More of Baltar's crap?

So,

you just live without guilt?

Just shut it down.

No, that wasn't the deal.

Colonel, you said it yourself.

Be the man you want to be
till the day you die.

We're still the same
people, aren't we?

Of course, we are. You shut up.

That is not the same as human.

Like we're stronger, right?

Chief, what you're feeling is what
a man feels when this happens.

It's normal, and it's human.

And it's not gonna
end anytime soon.

It'll be there every day.

You'll see her every day.

You'll see her...

Now, be a man, Chief.

Feel what you got to feel.
But don't risk us.

Come on, Tory.

Just think about it.

Think about what we are,

what we can do.

Dear Gods, what...

Gods?

Thought there was only one.

What are you doing?

Pulling one hair
from your head at a time.

It's intense, isn't it? Yeah.

If it happens at the same time
as a pleasurable touch...

Frak!

Signals get crossed,
don't they?

Yeah.

It's hard to tell
the pleasure from the pain.

Yeah.

Okay, listen, I think that...

You're very strong,
aren't you? You really...

I think I preferred it
when you cried.

If you sin, that God forgives
you, then it's gone, right?

Erased?

Forgiveness.

We must consecrate the sin.

Make it benign. Yeah.

Bad becomes good.

Yes, it does.

Pain becomes pleasure.

And doesn't that mean,

if you really become one with
God, you can never do wrong?

No, not really,
because that would...

That would more than imply
that we're all perfect.

Perfect? Yeah.

Perfect, just as we are.

No, no, no! No!

Go! Go!

Two minutes. Go!

Where is Gaius Baltar?

He isn't here.

You, on your feet.

Find him.

Where is he? I don't know.

Security alert.
Deck 8, section 14.

One minute! Go! Go! Go!

Everybody, let's go!

We're coming back
for Gaius Baltar.

Frak!

Finishing up, Chief?

Yeah, just got one more relay.

I think it's a boy.

Here you go, Chief.

Nice to be small, huh?

Chief, we ready to go?
I got to get out of here.

Yeah. Go ahead.

Raptor away. Readings nominal.

Racetrack, Redwing.

We been waiting for that
school bus of yours all day.

School bus, huh?

What's that make
those things? Bicycles?

Racing cars, sweetheart.

Top fuel racers.

It's not gonna look very good when
they get beat by a school bus.

Okay, let's ride.

What the frak?

Galactica, Racetrack, I have no control
in my port rear lower RCS thruster.

Skulls, get your ass up here.

Galactica, Racetrack,
coming about.

Clear port landing deck
for emergency landing.

Racetrack, Galactica,
you're cleared for emergency landing.

One, two,

three, four.

One, two, three.

Coming in hot.

Too hot!

Where's the admiral?
Where is he?

And what are you doing, taking
notes, standing here, Mr. Officious?

You should be
out there, right now,

trying to find the people,
whoever they are!

Whatever you say, sir.

You can read the old text,
can't you, Gaius?

Sons of Ares?

Ares. Sons of Ares, they're the
people who committed this attack.

Obviously, a fundamentalist
splinter group.

Although, all they're doing

is trying to protect
the old Gods.

Old Gods die hard.

Even among your people.

I've seen you here
before, haven't I?

Your name is...
Don't tell me...

Begins with M.

Lilly. Lilly.

What's in your hand, Lilly?

Asclepius.

The God of healing.

I know you'll heal our people.

But I thought...

The old Gods are fighting back.

Com leads are...

Those capacitors are still hot.

Watch yourself, Chief.

Take my glove.

Frak me.

My fault, didn't get
swapped out.

Yeah, we could have died.

Was that in your pocket?

We don't have to do this.

You're right. No, we're okay.

It's okay.

Is it? Skulls, is it?

Galen. I don't need to
be patted on the head.

You can tell me I frakked up.

Nobody got hurt, okay?
Forget it.

You're only human. No!

Don't say that!
Tell me I frakked up!

Say it!

Tell me I frakked up!

Any one of you.

Cowards!

Chief, I can handle this.

Why don't you take
a little down time?

Get out of the Raptor,
Figurski.

People have room in their
hearts for one great belief,

you or the old Gods.

Which one will it be?

Why can't I just be a man?

Do I really need to take on
the Gods single-handed?

But imagine the kind of man
you'll be when you do.

Surely such a man must be magnificent,
larger-than-life, Godlike himself.

What are you talking about?

It's not about that at all.

It's about this.

Stop!

Stop.

This is unacceptable.

We have been targeted
because of what we believe

by those who answer to faceless Gods
that bear no relevance in our world.

They want us to be afraid.

And I'm tired of being afraid.

The time has come
to make a stand.

And that time is now.

Gaius, what are you doing?
Where are you going?

Gaius?

We want justice,
not these stupid old Gods!

Sir, we're having a service.

Are you? But whom
are you serving?

I have to ask you to leave.
Do you?

Would you be serving Zeus?

Apparently, king of the Gods,
who also happened to be,

let me tell you,
a serial rapist.

Prone to giving
birth out of his own forehead.

That's very likely, isn't it?

Well, Gods strike me down.

What are you going to do?
Damn you.

You ignorant witch, telling
the people lies and stories.

Maybe you want me
to pray to Asclepius,

who healed wounds with
the blood of Gorgons,

or Aphrodite or Artemis
or any other of this rubbish!

How awful! Out of the way,
you hideous old witch.

That's the kind of rubbish
that you made!

I will not be destroyed
on this level!

I'm with God already.

Am I that late?

No, this wasn't a treatment.
It was just a blood test.

You brought a new book?

Yes. Something
different this time.

It's a classic, my favorite.

Searider Falcon, I haven't read it in years.
I don't remember how it ends.

I don't either.
I never read the ending.

You're kidding.
It's your favorite.

I like it so much,
I don't want it to be over.

So I'm saving it.

Maybe I should do that.

That's a bad idea. Maybe not.

Let me do that for you.

Okay, thanks.

Baltar's back at home
in the brig again.

Desecration of a temple.

It's his revenge for what
happened to him this morning.

It was brutal.

I have my personnel trying to track
down anything on the Sons of Ares.

But nobody's talking.

The thing is that Baltar knows that there
are religious hardliners in Dogsville,

but he continues to provoke.

I just can't have a religious
war in this fleet.

Please, no.

Then the whole damn
thing will become

our frakking responsibility,
yours and mine.

Seriously, Bill, we have 30,000
people left, and they're not happy

unless they're kicking
each other's teeth in.

This is what we've become?

No, it's him.

Baltar has an uncanny way of
stirring up all the crap.

I wonder if he'd be willing
to stay in lockdown,

indefinitely,
for his own safety.

And make a martyr
out of him? No way.

Those girly, groupie, sex whatever-they-are,
they already think he's a God.

So we'll kick him
off of the Galactica.

No, I want him close.

I'm going to the brig.

You want to see him?

I want him to see me.

We didn't even make it
to tomorrow, did we?

You asked what I want.

I want to know how it feels to have
killed billions of human beings,

to have all that blood
on your hands.

Think it through.

Because that's what I want.

I feel it. Do you really
think that I couldn't?

Do you?

Or do you turn it off?

Is there a switch in your
head that you turn off?

You talk like we're different,
but you know we're not.

Weapons.

Working late, or
up early, Chief?

You act like you think I'm
made of switches and relays.

Look.

Veins, not wires.

We're the same.

Do you see we're the same?

Then tell me.

Tell you what?

How you live with
what you've done.

Saul,

are you asking for absolution?

Forgiveness?

I can give you that.

Stand down.

Step outside.

Just tell me
what the trouble is.

You have nothing to offer me.

We're not the same.

Were you asleep?

What is it this time?

Here to strip search me?

Or could it possibly be
that your presence here

means that the President has
been made aware of my situation.

It's being looked into.

Is it really?

Aggressively.

Now here's the thing.

I want you to
look at me, Gaius.

Just look at me.

This is a wig.

I'm dying.

Now, if you look in my eyes...

Go ahead, look.

You can probably see it.

I'm very sorry.

No, no, no, no,
I don't want your pity.

I'm still doing my job.

In fact, I'm gonna aggressively
pursue the men that attacked you.

And I'm going to limit the size of public
assemblies to protect your people,

but I'm going to be slipping
away from this life very soon.

And I've gotten kind of curious
as to what that's going to be like,

and so I did some research.

And there are some
people who say that

when people are getting
closer to their death,

they just don't care as much about rules
and laws and conventional morality.

Are you threatening me?

No, no, I'm just saying
have a quiet life,

and I'll die
a quiet little death,

and everyone will be happy.

It's just that I'm not in the
mood any longer to indulge you.

And that's...

all.

And you are being released,

so stay safe.

Hey, Chief.

Hey, Admiral.

We all miss her, Chief.

I understand if you
need some time off.

Or even if you might need more
shifts to keep yourself busy.

No one knows how they're going
to react to a loss like this,

or what they're gonna need.

I don't need special treatment.

I guess she just
couldn't take it, huh?

Being married to a Cylon?

Being the mother of a
half-breed abomination?

Here you go, sir. Thank you.

She was a good woman.

If you really believe that,
you wouldn't have threatened

to stick her up against a
bulkhead and shoot her.

It's okay, though.

I thought about doing it
many times myself.

Believe me. Chief, it's...

How many of us ended up with the
people we really wanted to be with?

Got stuck with the best
of limited options?

And Why?

Because the ones we really wanted, the
really loved, were dead and dying,

or turned out to be Cylons
and they didn't know it.

If Boomer had...

Listen... If I had known...

Listen, let's... No.

Let's go. No, no.

I didn't know.

Let's go home. I didn't know.

So I buried my head in the sand
and I took it and I settled!

I settled for that shriek,
those dull vacant eyes,

the boiled cabbage
stench of her.

And why?
Because this is my life!

This is the life I picked.

And it's fine, but you know what?
It's not.

I didn't pick this life.
This is not my frakking life.

What the hell's
gotten into you?

Don't do this.

Don't do this to her memory.

You know what?

I'm sorry if I'm not gonna do
this the way you want me to,

or the way you might.

But I will not make an angel out
of someone who wasn't an angel.

But I can see you have.

And now you've come down
here to be in my club,

but you're not in my club.

You don't know what
frakking club I'm in,

'cause you never
asked the right questions.

Chief, let's get out of here.

No. Why don't you go?

Take care of your
precious ship.

Stop it. Stop all of this.

'Cause if you don't, I'm
going to have to act on it.

Now shut up. Great!

Do it! Please!

For the love of Gods,
please demote me.

Get me off your frakking ship!

Specialist Tyrol,

I want you off my hangar deck
before you endanger another pilot.

You're to report to
Petty Officer Bassom

tomorrow morning
at 0600 for reassignment.

Do you understand?

Of course you have authority
over emergency measures,

but you bulldozed this through
after the session was closed.

Yes, exactly.

It's a crowd control measure.

I also authorized the repair
of a cargo elevator,

or do you want to
talk about that, too?

Crowd control? Looks to me like
it was pretty well designed

purely to stop Gaius
Baltar's organization.

You mean his cult?

Well, his "cult" was attacked.

And from what I'm hearing around
the fleet, it was pretty brutal.

It was brutal. Exactly.

And this measure is designed
explicitly to protect those people.

If they aren't gathering en masse,
they aren't provoking resentment.

It limits his group, whilst
permitting more mainstream worship.

Wherever Gaius
Baltar is, violence happens.

And if he doesn't
cause it, he draws it.

My job, Mr. Adama,
is and always will be

to keep the people safe.

Madam President, I have to
wonder if this resolution

couldn't be used against other
offshoot religious groups.

Absolutely not. Gaius
Baltar is a special case.

You know that.

And we're making him
a special case.

And how are we doing that?

We're fueling his argument.

I mean, after all,
is he preaching violence?

Immoral acts? I don't know.

I haven't been to one of his...
What are they called? Services?

It is not that far from what some of
our own Mithras followers believe.

We have Mithrasaries
among the Gemenese.

Can this order be
applied to them?

Clear your heads. We are
talking about Gaius Baltar.

Everyone in this room experienced
tragedy at New Caprica.

Have we forgotten?

Will you open this order

to a full Quorum vote?

No.

We can override, Madam President.
I cannot let this stand.

You can override, and you cannot
let this stand, Mr. Adama?

Then you open it up to a vote.

And if you strike this down, you can
all go back to your constituents,

and you can tell them what you've done, and
"we, the people," will have triumphed.

But think about
what it's gonna cost you.

Because every single
one of you remember

what it was like when Gaius
Baltar had political power.

And you should be
terrified to think about

what this man will do
with blind religious devotion.

So go ahead.

Vote.

Should I get used to
waking up to this face?

You're traveling light.

An informal chat.

Just you and me.

And the man watching
through the cameras.

You haven't answered
my question.

You want to know how I work?

If I can turn off pain?

Can you?

I want the pain.
It's how I learn.

I was instrumental in the
destruction of humanity.

But at the same time,
I learned because...

Because I fell in love

with a human man,

and he was mortal

and fallible

and he had this incredible
pride in himself.

He thought he knew everything
there was to know,

and I loved him with
my whole heart.

And then one day, I realized
I wouldn't have him forever.

I understood what I'd done,

how I betrayed him
and humanity.

And that pain taught me
to understand death.

Baltar could die.

And I loved him.

No.

Baltar's heart was ephemeral.
No.

Baltar's body was
fragile in my hands.

No, we are not gonna talk about the
fragile body of Gaius frakking Baltar!

Door!

Door!

Dismissed.

Clear out, out!

Frak, what's he gonna
do to her?

I can tell you
how to turn it off.

H ow?

Pain is how I learn
from the guilt.

There's wisdom there. Clarity.
You know yourself there.

Pain.

Our minds were designed
based on your minds.

We learn things about how you
work that you've never known.

When you're in pain, that's when
you learn who you really are.

That's when you focus,
sharp as the point of a knife.

I can give you
that clarity again.

I'm sorry, sir, I'm not
supposed to let you enter.

What's going on?
What are you doing?

There are 12 people
inside already.

You can count, can you?
Yes, sir.

You can't enter without breaking
Emergency Provision 17.

Okay, well, let me out. If I
leave, then he can come in.

Yeah, if she leaves...
We're asking everyone

to stay inside for safety.

This is absurd.

You're just counting heads.
I have my orders.

Yeah, but I live here, okay?

I live here, and so do
some of these women.

Where are we supposed to go?

This is your moment, Gaius.

Step forward. Make a stand.

I don't want to be a hero.

I just want to go
to bed. Go to sleep.

Look at me.

I promise you. Step forward,
and you will not be hurt.

- Promise me?
- Yes,

you can lie down inside. Go in.

Stop, sir.

Gaius!

Are you all right?

Get your damn hands off me,
you frakking freak machine!

Can you feel it, Saul?

Can you feel the clarity of it?

Stay down
or clear this area, sir!

You have to do this. The
gain will outweigh the cost.

WOMAN 11 No!

I want to stay down.
I really want to stay down.

No, you don't.

Stay down, please, sir!

Wait, wait, stop!

Lieutenant.

Stand down.

The Quorum has just met
in an emergency session.

Full right of assembly
has been restored.

You can go back into your home.

- No one will stop you.
- Thank you.

Gaius? Come on.

Thank you.

I don't do these
things for you.

You do them because
your God compels you.

Okay. All right.

Let's help him go in.

Lee has no idea.
He really has no idea.

Have you heard
anything I've said?

There are pragmatic realities
he refuses to face.

Well, that's a problem,
of course.

He's doing what
he thinks is right.

Well, yeah, he's Lee.

Thing is, it probably
is the right thing,

but sometimes the right
thing is a luxury.

And it can have profoundly
dangerous consequences.

And yet it's almost as if he
doesn't want that to be true.

Okay, I got to stop this.

I'm not supposed to
get upset during treatment.

Will you read the next chapter?

I must warn you that I'm getting into
the part that I haven't read yet.

Oh, dear.

Are you going to be
able to continue?

Chapter 7.

"The raft was not as
seaworthy as I had hoped.

"The waves repeatedly
threatened to swamp it.

"I wasn't afraid to die.

"I was afraid of the emptiness
that I felt inside."

"I couldn't feel anything."

And that's what scared me.

You came into my thoughts.

You filled them.

It felt good.

More.

No.

Keep going.

No, I made a mistake.

This isn't what you need.

I'm not a priest.

I've never even been
a particularly good man.

I have, in fact,

been a profoundly selfish man.

But that doesn't
matter, you see.

Something in the
universe loves me.

Something in the universe
loves the entity that is me.

I will choose to call
this something, "God."

A singular spark that dwells in
the soul of every living being.

If you look inside yourself,
you will find this spark, too.

You Will.

But you have to look

deep.

Love your faults.

Embrace them.

If God embraces them,
then how can they be faults?

Love yourself.

You have to love yourself.

If we don't love ourselves,
how can we love others?

And when we know what we are,

then we can find the
truth out about others,

see what they are,

the truth about them.

And you know what the truth is,

the truth about them,

about you,

about me.

Do you?

The truth is we are all perfect

just as we are.

God only loves that which is
perfect, and he loves you.

He loves you because
you are perfect.

You are perfect
just as you are.

- Yes!
- Yeah!

Yeah!